By Rob Harvilla September 25, 2003

You've absorbed the deified albums, quarreled over the rock critic pontifications, frowned at the guarded, combative interviews. Thom Yorke's ugly-stick-beaten mug has peered at you from the pages of every magazine known to man; his every word and every note has ignited its own individual Internet flame war. Mass media has bombarded us with Radiohead critique, rendering us unable to generate an unfiltered... More >>>

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Chris, 10: Is this how Thom Yorke sees himself? A lonely figure sprawled across a piano bench as the faceless multitudes leer at and judge him? Does he want our love? Does he want us to leave him alone? Or does he want a thousand-foot ice cream cone?